[raekwon]Wall to wall.. that's my wordI want approximately.. everything you gotThe verdict.. that's rightYo...Call me the black champion guess down, wanna test nowSo let's grab the mack and vest, bless him if he stressed outAmazin glazin purple haze patientsBlazin asians in mercedes benz stationsYo moving through the tavern, guns that burn, sons that learnStabbin an intern, corporate book of wordsIceatollah motorolas, gun reloaders, broads with rollersWhen wet lense stolers, lex glowers who owe usCall up comissionary gordon, son go warn the wardenThat the lord is back, rollin with his sword againMix tape, masturbation mate rate plates ice traitsGuns wit bitches jumpin outta white cakesIt's on for real, indeed, lex leonardoShells that's hollow, six whipper through the 52 globe of horrorCarry the stainless steel armorNurture the church avenue drama, yo, african gold from ghanaPuffin these marijuanas make allah catch alzheimersFeedin bread to birds yellin fuck old timersChorus: raekwonIt's called game, game get ya life kilt, game recognizeWrite wills, game slight chills things stay the sameGame, subliminary mill's smash grills night chillsRegardless what pah things won't be the sameGame'll get ya life kilt game rcognizeWrite wills, game slighht chills things stay the sameGame, subliminary mill's smash grills night chillsMic skills baby pah won't be the sameGame(check this out, one two, yeah yeah this is me p no doubt)[prodigy]Segregate those fake punksSeparate the bullshit from the authenticVintage rhyme division got the globe listeningMy rap scroll belittled your goals and visionsProhibition got my whole block pissin christiansOne-fifty-one dunn'll have you off balance walkinDon't let your e-motions get involved talkinTo the wrong culprit, the killer be the soft spokenSo what's ya intentions, you want to glow for the moment? Throw on ya two pennys then you boltinI rock for the few chosen, who got they third minds openWrite a page that'll engage war and encite fightsBe on the look for the bright lights and north windsThe trumpets be the mics ya size malevolentYou don't be long in my evesight, pee's a powerful soldierOf the light and things won't be the sameThe game's overChorus[ghostface]Mc ultra high-brolic bank roll alcahol vultureGarlic balls dice the shield of ocreTally ho pitty-pat backgammon proPink salmon five spring rolls know me, you love my introHalf a face wig sewed together like manhattan chaseLookin like statue of praise, check behind the drapesCastor troy layin for travolta mic gun pumpLayin on the floor clark's bleedin watermelon chunksHold up... sprinkle the hash, tony chapstickSnatch rza last piece of fish right off the glass dishButter roll beats bagel tracks wavey hair decksLay it down straw hat style, butterball crownTime life investments, when broke I wrote the old testamentCrashed domes now perform excellenceWords with the president, brunch with yeltsinGorbachev under meth's nuts, he out in belgiumSix and a half monkeys, twelve nazisFour disappear, three eight two one flash to thin airGod's replica no wheel drive motionless mind cresicaTilt the hat like estherChorus[pete rock]Aiyyo, I rumble into action, son I'm right on targetLegendary status with the way the track startedIt's on, at any second with the high stakesDrama, the game's teeth sharp like pirahanaThere's a million style biters who try to createMake no mistake real niggaz challenge the fakeMost valuable sp-1200 gold medalsRae progidy ghost rhyme professionalThe original, pete rock is like soul on iceDynamite with the mic deviceNow roll the dic, for the game of deathSnake eyes baby pah, the boy wonder's a threat